Under White Fingers of the Moon by Jennifer Lagier

from a poem by Russell Salamon

Fog wraiths resurrect from shuddering ocean,

drift inland to surround 

ascendant lunar pearl against ebony cosmos,

chase huntress Diana and her starry hounds

across celestial prairie.

Night-blooming honeysuckle

dangles creamy fingers from intertwined vines.

Ivory jasmine exudes erotic perfume.

As a snowy owl croons,

camouflaged crickets twitter.

Pale lovers nakedly embrace

within covert shadows

beneath swollen full moon.

Jennifer Lagier has published seventeen books and in a variety of anthologies and literary magazines, taught with California Poets in the Schools, edits the Monterey Review, helps coordinate Monterey Bay Poetry Consortium Second Sunday readings. Recent publications: Harbinger Asylum, The Rockford Review, Syndic Literary Journal, and many others.